(ElataDiscordia and Squid)

[ElataDiscordia]

(( I've been roleplaying since the day I turned thirteen, actually. 8D; I'm 20 now, and I've improved in quality, though at times quantity eludes me. XD; ))

The boy looked up. "I'm twelve." he answered, then nodded after getting in. He shoved the seat belt into it's lock and held his bag in his lap. Once he was in, he grabbed one of his pretzel bags by the front and back near the top, carefully opening it halfway. He reached in and grabbed one, offering it to Sebastien. "Want one?"

[Squid]

(It's okay. I've got a few years on you, then, and they both hide from me sometimes xD)

Twelve Sebastien repeated in his mind, doing his best not to let his internal reaction show. So young. What in the world was Sebastien doing hanging out with a kid this young? The simple math told him that there were seven years between their ages.

All the same, the kid didn't seem like ... well ... a kid. A little similar to Sebastien when he was that age. An apparent loner, though with two siblings, it was hard to get any alone time. Ever.

''You can turn on the radio, if you like.'' Sebastien said, breaking the silence in the car, until Ron offered him a pretzel. ''Be careful, there. Chocolate pretzels are my weakness. I start with one and the bag is empty before I realise what happened.'' Sebastien cast a glance at Ron, and grinned, reaching for a pretzel. He didn't pop the whole thing in his mouth, instead, biting each of the half circles off until he had a Y shape left. Even then, he bit off the arms until it was gone.

(I swear it, one of these times I'm going to type Rob and I won't catch it and then I'll feel like a d-bag xD

[ElataDiscordia]

(( XD Haha... I'll probably not notice! And you're doing fine in here. =) I just almost typed frin her. Oo; Wut. Also? He eats pretzels the same as me! o.o! Gasp! XD; ))

The boy grinned widely. "Hee... I'm the same way!" he said, eating one the same way after watching Sebastien eat his. "And radio isn't my favorite, too many stupid people." With that, the boy laughed, showing slightly yellow teeth.

[Squid]

''Great minds think alike.'' Sebastien said absently, offering another slight grin to the boy. A second after he said it, however, he was reminded of an old television commercial. Great minds think for themselves it had said.

Whatever.

It wasn't until Sebastien was pulling in to parking lot of a beauty supply. Sebastien turned off the ignition and stepped out. The store smelled strongly like a salon, but the scent didn't bother Sebastien so much. It only reminded him of his brother, who had been dying all of their hair since he was fourteen, at first only adding randomly colored streaks to Sebastien's hair when he fell asleep in the chair.

''Pick your flavor.'' Sebastien said, looking over the colors himself and picking up a box of deep purple dye. The color was rich and pretty, but rather unmasculine and he set it back down, folding his arms over his chest and watching Ron.

He was trying to make up his mind about the kid. Ron was at the young age where boys and girls were only just starting to show differences, and he honestly hadn't been able to peg the kid for either gender. Sure, was a boy's name, but maybe it was short for Rhonda...

''You'll probably need two or three boxes, if you want to dye it all one color. Just one for streaks.'' Sebastien said helpfully.

(Hopping in the shower just now. I'll try to get back on for one more post, but then it's bed time for me. I'll probably be able to get a post in when I get home from the hospital, but then I'll probably nap lol)

[ElataDiscordia]

(( Annd... my brain died. I'll respond to this tomorrow, ok? I hope things go well for you. ))

[ElataDiscordia]

The boy grinned widely. "Then... I want black, with really dark red streaks. So dark that it doesn't show up except in certain lights." the boy grinned widely. "Howssat?" He looked through the aisle and finally picked up some black dye, then looked for a really dark red. He wasn't having much luck though.

[Squid]

Sebastien took a nice long look at Ron, one hand on his chin, as though he were appraising some art. He reached out with that hand and pulled the braid so it rested over the boy's shoulders. Even in the braid, it was clear to see that his hair was longer than Sebastien's.

''It'll look good.'' He said finally, with an approving nod. ''Although so many people pay to have a nice blond like yours.'' Sebastien added, ''My whole family has dark hair, but my brother bleaches his and puts in rainbow streaks.''

When Ron couldn't find the red dye, Sebastien shifted his gaze back to the rows of product, bending over to check if it got pushed back, or shoved behind some other color.

[ElataDiscordia]

"I'm just tired of having blond, and since Mom doesn't let me cut it, I at least want a different color... permanent would be good." He was searching more thoroughly now for a dark red.

Suddenly, the boy yelped and fell to a crouch, hugging his chest. Some gauze was peeking from under his shirt.

[Squid]

''Why won't they let you cut it?'' Sebastien asked curiously.

When Ron first yelped and crouched down, Sebastien thought that the boy had found a color he liked, although when he saw that Ron was hugging his chest, he became concerned. ''Are you alright?'' Sebastien asked, crouching down next to him.

[ElataDiscordia]

The boy whimpered. "I need to use a bathroom..." he said briefly, wincing. "Owie... Snapping hurts..." he managed as he looked around, hugging his chest as though more to hide something now. A metal gauze-clasp was on the floor. The boy didn't seem to notice as brown eyes looked around for the bathroom. Great, his bindings had come undone... he was scratching too much under them.